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Serendipitously

Sometimes life drops blessings in your lap without your lifting a finger. Serendipity, they call it.
Charlton Heston

Late one autumn they met
Serendipitously
And ever since,
He deemed himself lucky
Happy, she’s in his life
But oft times feeling guilty!
 
With a few friends, at a party
A chance meeting
Both alone, and unattached
Both healing
From painful affairs
Both intent on forgetting
 
A quick glance
In the corner of their eyes
They watched each other
And to each other’s surprise
Two adorable smiles blossom
Though in their bosoms, butterflies
 
And so, it started
A romance for the ages
Two souls in pain and grief
Two volumes with torn pages
But love conquers all
And happiness is contagious!
 
So yes, he dares think
Himself the luckiest
For in life, only a few succeed
To have their love express’d
Then, realize that their every day
Will be forever bless’d!
 
07-16-2022
© Vic Evora

Poem from about five years ago resurrected from a file folder in my desk.

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